"No need to stress about anything. I am not mad at you," he said softly, but I was unable to understand anything because of the tingles that I was feeling from his touch. Whatever he did is nothing close to even hugging because he is just standing there like a rigid statue, and I am more than surprised and scared to encircle my hands around his torso. We stood like that for a few minutes, and all those minutes, I tried my best to calm my heartbeats and brain cells... {but failed miserably}
Finally, he took a deep breath, removed his hand from the back of my head, and I instantly took a step backwards. He pushed the button, and finally, the elevators moved upwards. As soon as the doors opened, he grabbed my hand and started walking. This floor is far from looking like an office floor. As s
